WEAR OF TIME

In our eyes stars are too rare.

It is the end of our story.

Your heart and mine.

It was a big fire.

It was a flame.

Up to the bottom of the soul.

Up to the bottom of heavens.

It was a program.

Too ambitious.

I believe that it is better.

Like itself a little less.

That we liked each other we two.

Impossible to look without receiving.

It will be our last glance.

The end of our story.

Your heart and mine.

It was a big fire

It was a flame.

Up to the bottom of the soul.

Up to the bottom of heavens.

It was a program.

Too ambitious.

Winters are crossed, my eyes are covered with snow.

I have never forgotten you.

The time used us.

The love went away.

Wretched wear of time.

Your heart was mine.

It was a big fire.

It was a flame.

                                                                                                                Samiel